Shadow for the Emperor

Xiao Zhe recuperated at home for half a month, and his back and leg injuries, big and small, all healed very well.

But it's better to say that it's a rest than that it hasn't received a job.

I don't know if Yang Jun's words really made him "pay the price", or he was really out of luck. Anyway, even if it was the worst martial arts role, he couldn't get it.

So the problem came. After paying the rent, utilities, and electricity bills for this month, he couldn't even afford takeaway, so instant noodles replaced fresh meals and became a regular customer of this family.

"This box of braised beef is for you." Xiao Zhe bit the fork, poured boiling water into the noodle bowl, and pushed it in front of Wen Sheng.

Wen Sheng was already used to this kind of junk food without meat and normal vegetables, so he didn't say anything, just ate it silently.

On the contrary, Xiao Zhe was a little embarrassed, he got a banana from somewhere and put it next to him, "Eat some fruit."

To be honest, he felt quite sorry for Wen Sheng, following him, he didn't talk about delicious food and spicy food, he didn't even have a normal diet, and even his face looked a bit thin, although it looked more angular and more flavorful.

How can a man see this well?Malnutrition can't detract from his aura.

On the other hand, he himself doesn't want to look in the mirror recently, he looks haggard like a ghost.

"I don't like eating bananas." Wen Sheng walked away with instant noodles and went to the balcony.

I don't know when he developed the habit. From time to time, he would run to the balcony, staring at the densely packed buildings of different heights outside, without saying a word, as if he had something on his mind.

Xiao Zhe took the bananas and followed them bravely, "Eat some if you don't like it. How big are these, what food do you choose?"

"You just throw it away if you don't want it." Wen Sheng replied lazily.

Miss you, although bananas are cheap fruits, but the word cheap also means that you need to spend money, okay?

Xiao Zhe rolled his eyes, refused to eat, and ate by himself, "What are you doing here all the time? It's interesting to look at those outside every day? Didn't you say at the beginning that they are just like tofu cubes, so boring?"

"Continuing like this is not an option." Wen Chengwen said something wrong.

Xiao Zhe, who just took a bite of a banana, was stunned for a moment. Sure enough, he still couldn't make it through? "I also know, just wait a little longer. I've been working hard to find a job recently, and I've also asked my friends for help. Maybe there will be news at any time."

"What if not?"

"Uh, there won't be any." Xiao Zhe smiled reluctantly, not even being able to convince himself.

"I don't want to live like this."

"I know it's really not as good as when you were the emperor, but..."

"Maybe I should leave." Wen Sheng said flatly, his eyes did not move away from the tall buildings in the distance.

"You want to go, where are you going?" He only recognizes himself in the whole world, where can he go? "Are you afraid of dragging me down? Hey, let me tell you, when my aunt got sick, I suffered even more than now. Haven't I survived this?"

He rambled a lot, and Wen Sheng said at the end, "Staying here any longer won't do me any good."

Xiao Zhe struggled to swallow the banana in his mouth. It turned out that he was disgusted. He said awkwardly, "It's really not good to stay with someone like me, but you only know me now, so let's do it."

Wen Sheng didn't speak.

Xiao Zhe felt that it would be embarrassing to continue, so he found a reason and escaped from the balcony.

Maybe God couldn't see it anymore, Xiao Zhe was disgusted at noon, and received a call from Wang Guiyi at night, saying that a crew needed a few substitutes recently, and asked him if he wanted to go.

"Yes, of course, brother, you are my savior!" Xiao Zhe was so excited.

"But it might be a little tricky. I heard that it was a rainy scene. I heard that the director has already scolded a few doubles, and they can't even get their salary." Wang Gui said hesitantly on the other end.

In fact, it can be used as the main character in the usual rain scene, but it is winter now, and the cold water will sting to the bones, let alone pouring water from head to toe, and set a few very Difficult martial arts moves, and the director is particular about it, so even though the pay is good, they still can't recruit people.

"What are you afraid of? I haven't taken over any difficult scenes this year? It's easy to serve, so I don't need a substitute. Tell me, I'll make a decision." This old man is picky and picky when he eats fruit, this time his salary is more than enough for him to eat for a month.

"Received the play?" Wen Sheng was watching the TV, and raised his eyes to see him jumping up excitedly.

"I told you that life will always come to an end." Xiao Zhe hung up the phone and announced proudly, "We won't have instant noodles for the next month."

"The treatment is so good?" Wen Sheng finally looked at him seriously, and after these days, he also knew that a substitute usually doesn't get much money.

"It has technical content. Technology is valuable these days. Didn't you see that Lanxiang Institute of Technology is popular all over the country." Xiao Zhe deliberately said it as if you could get money with a flick of a finger, and didn't want to fall in front of him. Downwind, no one would look down on him at noon.

Wen Sheng snorted softly, turned his attention back to the TV, and didn't try to expose it.

Facts have proved that Xiao Zhe is still too optimistic.

The director is more than particular, he is simply nitpicking.

A drenched head of water was poured down, and the person was almost frozen. He hesitated for a second or two, and then he called Ka; followed the instructions, rolled on the ground, and called Ka if he was a few centimeters away from the point mentioned; It's not beautiful, card; there is a little extra little action, card; the opponent actor made a mistake, card...

In short, the whole process is Kakaka.

Xiao Zhe almost drenched in the "rain" all day.

In the end, my head was dazed, and I secretly drank some high-strength white wine to prevent my body from being too stiff to move, and then mechanically repeated, repeated, and repeated.

There is only one thought in his mind - if he messes up again today, he will really starve to death.

What's more, he was more or less angry, why would he be reduced to this point because of something he couldn't do at all?Why wouldn't he be able to do what he wants to do with the power of the person he hates?

This is unreasonable at all, is his effort eaten by dogs?

He didn't believe it, if it was real, things could be messed up!

With this idea supporting him, it actually made his movements a lot more flexible, such as being cool, getting wet in the rain, using wire, backflips, landing on the ground, sweeping backwards... a series of movements were done in one go - he didn't take himself as a feeling at all of humans.

Even the director was caught by his desperate aura, and finally stopped criticizing, and called it over with satisfaction.

Finally made it through.

He smiled silly on the set, and laughed even more silly when he thought of the number that would reach the bank card.

I don't know how he got back to the apartment, anyway, when he was a little clearer, Wen Sheng had already opened the door of the house and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at, looking at monsters?"

"Ah."

"Are you stupid, you still don't recognize me?" A gust of warm wind rushed into the room, making him shudder comfortably, and the alcohol rushed to his head, and he became confused again.

But instinctively, he pushed aside the people blocking the way, and walked stiffly into the warm room.

He could feel the chill on his body through his clothes, Wen Sheng frowned, and closed the door first.

"Master is a rich man again, haha." Xiao Zhe lay down on the sofa in a big way, as if he was not coming to serve me soon.

"You should take a hot shower."

"I've showered enough times today, and I can't be any more clean." He stretched out his hand, grabbed Wen Sheng's collar and dragged him off, half-closed his eyes to see his face that was very close to him, and looked proudly at his face. It patted on it, "If you don't believe me, see for yourself."

What's interesting, but the soaring smell of alcohol is overwhelming.

Wen Sheng opened his hand impatiently, "You wake me up."

"Master, I'm sober." Xiao Zhe pulled him back again with his gallbladder, this time with a bit of force, not only leaned back, but also fell down with him.

Fortunately, Wen Sheng reached out to support the wall in time, so that he would not touch his big ice cube.

"Hey, why did you suddenly fly up? Are you practicing light kung fu?" Xiao Zhe didn't wink at all, and kept patting his face like a typical bully.

"Xiao Zhe, let go." Wen Sheng had never been so slighted before, and there were huge waves in his eyes, as if they were about to explode at any time.

"Who do you order? Who do you think you are? I'm richer than you. I should instruct you to do things, not what you ask me to do! I run around all day long to serve you, why the fuck do you dislike me? ? Useless? Hmph! Fuck your sister's ancient people!"

Wen Sheng closed his eyes forbearance, stopped talking nonsense, and cut his hands backwards, dragged him to the bathroom, threw them into the bathtub, turned on hot water, and sprayed his unkempt hair on his face.

Being attacked suddenly, Xiao Zhe was stunned for a long time, and finally his mind cleared up a little, "Hey!"

"Are you awake?" Wen Sheng threw the shower head back into the bathtub.

After waking up, Xiao Zhe suddenly froze, "Yeah."

"Take care of yourself, how decent it is." He left such a sentence and walked out of the bathroom without looking back.

Back in front of the computer, he couldn't calm down and continue with the task at hand.

Xiao Zhe's whole body was as cold as a corpse, his lips turned white, and the smell of alcohol probably came out to drive away the cold.

Wen Sheng tapped lightly on the table, absent-minded.

Half an hour passed, and Xiao Zhe, who had always showered in 15 minutes, did not move at all.

Wen Sheng suddenly stopped the action of buttoning the table, and shouted, "Xiao Zhe?"

No one answered him inside.

He sighed deeply, walked back to the bathroom door, knocked on the door, but still got no response, so he put his hand on the doorknob, hesitated for a moment, and turned away.

The room is filled with mist.

The water in the bathtub was already overflowing and flowed all over the floor.Xiao Zhe took off his clothes, leaned his head on the bathtub, and slept like a pig, probably because he felt too comfortable after washing.

"Xiao Zhe." Wen Sheng turned off the water valve, bent down, and pushed him, but felt that the temperature of his hand was abnormally hot, and when he touched his forehead, he found that he had burned it at some point.

The author has something to say: